Chapter 100: Return to the Ruins, Coffin Movement, Dragon Soul Capture.
When Lu Qingyang stepped on the bronze coffin and rushed into the Return to the Ruins vortex, the Nascent Soul Stage Qingming Sword Qi suddenly condensed into a three-inch tall figure, holding half a jade pendant and gnawing at the Seal Talismanic Incantation.
He flung out the mermaid tear beads he had swiped from his pocket and threw them at the eye of the vortex: "Has the ticket price for the Return to the Ruins gone up? This young master will pay with bubble tea!"
The bronze mirror reflected a gigantic bronze coffin dragged by nine Dragon corpses, and the witch clan blood patterns on the coffin body, along with the "witch clan secret canon" in his embrace, simultaneously exuded black mist.
The Third Prince's Sea-Burning Halberd broke through the waves and struck, its tip's Dragon breath searing through the secret pocket in his waistband.
Lu Qingyang painfully lunged to save the rolling Spirit Stone, but the Qingming Sword took the opportunity to flick away the Water-Avoiding Pearl embedded in the halberd's head: "Thank you, Your Highness, for the dowry!"
His Nascent Soul suddenly opened its mouth and spat out sparks, refining the Dragon breath into ice crystal bullets, and then shot them back, piercing through the Chijiao Guard's Formation Flag.
In the flames that ignited on the flag, the Wanbao Louzhu's blood-red Talismanic Incantation appeared in the water curtain, surprisingly resonating with the gigantic bronze coffin's spiritual power.
"Little thief, return my necklace!" The Wanbao Louzhu stepped on her Flow Splitting Thorn and struck down, but the little Nascent Soul figure suddenly formed a hand Seal, activating the sea eye Formation map.
Lu Qingyang feigned a stumble, lunging towards the incomplete jade pendant on her chest, while the Food-Eating Ants in his sleeve had already bitten through the gold chain: "Sister's body fragrance is much more refined than the Third Prince's!"
He then pressed the half jade pendant he had snatched into a crack in the bronze coffin, and the Return to the Ruins vortex suddenly stilled, the Dragon corpses wailing in unison as they exploded into a rain of blood.
As the blood rain condensed into Demon Abyss chains and wrapped around his ankles, Lu Qingyang suddenly threw a Stinky Tofu Talisman and stuck it onto the gigantic bronze coffin.
The moment the coffin lid shook open, twelve fallen star sword steles burst out of the water, and the inscriptions on them created a siphon effect with the fire lotus remnant map in his pocket.
He stepped on the sword steles and leaped into the sky, the Qingming Sword Qi controlled by his Nascent Soul transformed into a swimming Dragon, swallowing all the Magic Treasures of his pursuers into the coffin: "Thank you all for the wedding gifts, the wedding banquet will be held in Yama's Palace!"
A Soul Transformation Stage pressure suddenly rose from the bottom of the sea, and a white-haired old woman, leaning on a Dragon bone staff, came treading the waves.
Her withered vine Magic Treasure pointed out a nine-nether cold tide, but Lu Qingyang used the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl to reflect it onto the gigantic bronze coffin.
The witch clan black mist gushing from within the coffin froze the cold tide, and he took the opportunity to throw a snow fox fur cloak to wrap around the old woman: "Grandma, with your physique, warming the bed at the Yihong Courtyard is just right!"
The Exploding Flame Talisman secretly hidden in the fox fur's inner pocket instantly shattered the ice barrier.
"How dare a Nascent Soul junior be so presumptuous!" The old woman summoned her Lifebound Treasure, the Nine Sons Ghost Mother Banner, and thousands of resentful spirits gnawed at the bronze coffin, emitting piercing screams.
Lu Qingyang's Nascent Soul suddenly left his body, holding the "witch clan secret canon" and drill ing into the coffin.
His main body, however, ripped open his clothes to reveal soft armor covered in smelly socks: "Sisters of resentful spirits, is this young master's body fragrance still appetizing?"
As the Evil Qi of the Ghost Mother Banner was dispersed by the foul objects, the gigantic bronze coffin suddenly shot out witch clan blood arrows, precisely piercing through the old woman's Dantian and Nascent Soul.
The Third Prince took the opportunity to transform into his true Dragon form and pounced, Lu Qingyang stomped on half of a sword stele, using the force to leap up.
The Qingming Sword Formation controlled by his Nascent Soul formed a Dragon-trapping rope, but his main body reached for the inverse scale on the Dragon's belly: "Your Highness's hemorrhoid position is quite unique!"
When his fingertip touched the sea eye key in the hidden compartment of the Dragon scale, the entire Return to the Ruins suddenly shook violently.
The black mist erupting from the gigantic bronze coffin condensed into the phantom of a witch clan warrior, who raised a hand and nailed the Dragon's tail to the fallen star sword stele.
"Nascent Soul, return to your place!" Lu Qingyang lightly shouted, and the originally dim blue figure, as if drawn by a powerful suction, rapidly flew back into his mouth.
At this moment, something unexpected happened—the jade pendant in his embrace, as if pulled by some force, began to slowly merge with the sea eye key!
Lu Qingyang was startled, but he reacted extremely quickly, immediately feigning panic and reaching out to save his trouser leg, which was scorched by the Dragon's breath.
However, this was merely a ruse; his true purpose was to seize this opportunity to secretly tuck the sea eye key, now merged with the jade pendant, into the back of the bronze mirror.
After completing this series of actions, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
He composed himself and looked at the bronze mirror again.
In the mirror, the previously blurry depths of the Return to the Ruins were now clearly visible.
In the deep Return to the Ruins, twelve enormous Sea-Suppressing Pagodas were slowly moving, their positions seemingly corresponding to the witch clan's altar.
Even more astonishing was that the top of each of these twelve Sea-Suppressing Pagodas was embedded with a giant Sea-Stabilizing Pearl!
And when Lu Qingyang observed closely, he was astonished to discover that one of these twelve Sea-Stabilizing Pearls was identical to the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl in his embrace!
In other words, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl in his embrace was actually the mother pearl among these twelve Sea-Stabilizing Pearls!
The Wanbao Louzhu suddenly performed a blood sacrifice on her Flow Splitting Thorn, and the Soul Transformation Stage blood-red Talismanic Incantation locked down the sea eye Formation map.
Lu Qingyang pulled the Third Prince in front of him as a shield, and as the Dragon blood splattered on the altar, the gigantic bronze coffin suddenly sucked him into its internal space.
A witch clan star map suddenly appeared on the coffin wall; the complex lines and mysterious symbols seemed to tell an ancient secret.
And surprisingly, this star map perfectly matched the Exploding Flame Talisman he had secretly hidden, forming a reverse teleportation Formation!
He secretly rejoiced, a hint of a smug smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the astonished crowd before him, he loudly shouted: "You all chat slowly, this young master won't be accompanying you any longer! I'm off to the bridal chamber!"
With that, he unhesitatingly activated the Formation.
As the Formation activated, a dazzling flash of light suddenly erupted, instantly enveloping him.
Under the illumination of this bright light, his figure gradually blurred, as if about to be sucked into another space.
However, just as he was about to disappear, his gaze inadvertently caught a glimpse of the Wanbao Louzhu's eye corner.
In that instant, he was surprised to discover that a witch clan birthmark had appeared at the Wanbao Louzhu's eye corner!
This discovery shocked him; his initial smugness was instantly replaced by confusion.
What did this witch clan birthmark mean? What was its connection to this strange witch clan star map?
But before he could ponder further, the bright light had completely swallowed him, and his figure thoroughly vanished from everyone's sight.